Imagination Poems
The Purple Cloud
by Mica Brown
so much depends
upon
the purple
cloud
hidden in
plain sight
by what we don't
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A Day Without Internet
by Priya Goel
We humans have the power to sustain anything.
Whether it is an expensive watch or a diamond ring.
But, when it comes to communication lack,
We so keen, try every possible hack.
Internet has made us its slave,
Life without it seems in a lonely cave.
People always wanting to chat,
Don't even know the life under a villager's hat.
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Not Quite Write
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
As a writer of fiction novels, I positively basked in my work,
Story ideas lived in my head, as blue stars at twilight lurk.
Yes, I was a successful writer, and had many zealous readers,
As vee shaped birds of azure skies, ever follow their leaders!
My life was then so interesting, and I was doing what I loved,
As sweetness of summer blooms, lingers where bees have buzzed.
My office had a picture window, which overlooked lush garden,
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DEATH : A NECESSITY
by Rudra prasad Behera
They say life , a pleasant gift,
Ask yourself what it brings to you,
A lots of pain , and a lots of burns,
A pinch of joy in between your life shifts
You make love with the one you choose,
Ask yourself what they bring to you,
A few marks on your body, & a bit of joy,
Is it the only thing you don't want to loose ?
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Without Mercy
by Mourid Barghouti
There is a sweet music,
but its sweetness fails to console you.
This is what the days have taught you:
in every long war
there is a soldier, with a distracted face and ordinary teeth,
who sits outside his tent
holding his bright-sounding harmonica
which he has carefully protected from the dust and blood,
and like a bird
uninvolved in the conflict,
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The Purple Cloud
by Mica Brown
so much depends
upon
the purple
cloud
hidden in
plain sight
by what we don't
......
Imagination
by Peter Dr Lim
The world expands or contracts
in proportion to my imagination
by none will I be influenced
I stand firmly in my independent perception
My ideas
by Ryan Brundage
Vast inkinesss.
A dark place.
I wish I could drift through space.
I love that idea
A place of silence.
A place of peace.
A place that holds every place.
I love that idea.
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The Spirit Unbound
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Sacred poetry feeds the soul, like slow rhythms of ever green nature,
And the heartbeat's anticipation of sooner, finding satisfaction in later.
Anything is possible in verse, as it flows from fanciful, unbound mind,
Giving sublime inspiration and comfort, in vibrant styles, one of a kind.
Poetry is as vital to wholesome living, as is pursuing your rosy dream,
Though the sun reigns at lemon noonday, under thick clouds of cream!
When you find yourself wandering, poesy rhythm will guide your feet,
In the dance of self discovery and insight, which makes life complete.
Poetry warms eager hearts steadily, and adds pure romance to living,
Like gazing at the twinkling Milky Way, and stars which keep on giving.
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Not Quite Write
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
As a writer of fiction novels, I positively basked in my work,
Story ideas lived in my head, as blue stars at twilight lurk.
Yes, I was a successful writer, and had many zealous readers,
As vee shaped birds of azure skies, ever follow their leaders!
My life was then so interesting, and I was doing what I loved,
As sweetness of summer blooms, lingers where bees have buzzed.
My office had a picture window, which overlooked lush garden,
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Abhinandan Sharma (1 poems about Imagination)
Born on 20 January 2000 - Nowshera town of Jammu and Kashmir India -